Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
“Relax,” Dr. Lindstrom croons while leaning forward to press a kiss to my nipple. “Push out baby, like you’re going to the bathroom. That’ll help it go in.”
I squinch my eyes shut and do as told, and sure enough there’s an audible pop as my sphincter relaxes. His enormous rod slides forward a few inches and we both gasp as the dirty sensation.
“Oh God, oh God,” I moan deliriously, plucking at my nipples. “Fuck!”
“Fuck is right,” Hunter growls. “I’m not done fucking you yet.”
Then, the real penetration begins. He slides forward once more, and inch after inch of that monster cock disappears into my bottom. The sight is rancid as I’m penetrated in the filthiest way possible, but my pussy grows moist with delight and the doctor’s eyes gleam knowingly.
“That’s my baby girl,” he rasps, reaching forward to catch some of my honey on his fingers before bringing it up to circle my clit. “I knew you wanted it deep in your butt. Now jerk me off with your asshole, Dani. Make me feel good.”
I do as I’m told. I clench down there, eliciting a throaty moan from Hunter, and then the waves begin to build. He pushes in deep again, beginning a steady rhythm in my behind while burying his fingers in the swollen folds of my pussy and capturing my mouth with his own. The triple threat is too much and soon, my mind is consumed with a blazing light as my body bursts with ecstasy.
“Mmmm!” I scream, my asshole jerking and flexing on the hardness within. “Oh fuck!”
The contractions are violent, my back walls clamping down violently on Hunter’s shaft, and soon he too is spewing like a geyser into my dark chamber.
“Fuck!” he shouts as ream after ream of hot seed paint my clutching walls. “Oh shit!”
We scream and moan together, our cries circling one another as my body milks that massive shaft for every last drop. My pussy trembles and jerks spasmodically, contracting hard even as my bottom clenches with ecstasy, stuffed so full with his masculinity.
After what feels like hours, we collapse together on the bed, our skin sheened in sweat.
“Oh my God,” I moan. “Unnnh.”
Quickly, the older man pulls back, his blue gaze concerned.
“Did I hurt you, baby?” he asks, gently brushing damp curls back from my cheek. “Are you okay?”
My eyes focus as I smile beatifically at him.
“I’m more than okay, Dr. Lindstrom. That was amazing,” I confess in a soft voice. “I liked it.”
“Good,” he growls, leaning forward to kiss me hard on the mouth. “Because I want to do it again. And again and again, sweetheart, until you can’t walk tomorrow morning.”
With that, I giggle and play punch his shoulder, but the handsome doctor is as good as his word because soon, my moans are filling the room again as our bodies wrestle and tumble together on the mattress. Who knew this would happen? I came over thinking it would be a low-key girls’ night with my friend Chrissy. But instead, it’s been nothing but filth with her father and I love it.
6
Dani
Steam from the bath envelopes me, helping to ease my sore pussy and ass. Hell, even my jaw aches from deep throating Hunter multiple times, but I wouldn’t change anything because it was so wonderful. Instead, I smile with exhaustion, letting my head fall back onto a towel folded against the back of the old, cracked tub. It’s tiny but I’m grateful to have a tub at all in my apartment because I’m aching all over from Dr. Lindstrom’s hard poundings, and an Epsom salt soak is in the works.
After all, who thought this would happen? A huge part of me expected it to be just a dream. But then everything came rushing back when I woke up this morning, disoriented as to where I was. Instead of my tiny bedroom, I was comfortably ensconced in the arms of a huge male, his brawny chest pressed to my spine. His warm breath fluttered against my cheek, and my heart raced at the semi-hard shaft pressed against the back of my thigh. Oh my God. Hunter took me over and over again last night, using me until I begged him to stop. But did he stop? No, we kept going until the dawn’s morning light shafted across our bodies.
But closing my eyes, I can still feel him as if he’s here right now and a giggle escapes my lips. The Epsom salts are doing their work to soothe my achy bits, but there’s a reason why we’re called Three Hole Girls. I took Dr. Lindstrom in me every which way last night, and it was absolutely wonderful. Even better, the men appreciate it. They love knowing that every inch of me is available for their pleasure, and I derive pleasure from knowing that they’re going to fuck every hole until they’re absolutely sated. It’s a win-win situation, right?